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Pentecost 16A Jonah 3:10-4:11, Matthew 20:1-16 I love the book of Jonah. It is a remarkable story and there is something about Jonah that always feels very familiar. His frustration, his desire to run away from God and God’s call, and his disappointment in God doing exactly what he always knew God would do…

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Pentecost 11A Matthew 15:10-28 Around this time tomorrow, people in this area and in a wide strip across our nation will be gathering together to look up. We will have a chance to see a wonderful and probably once in a lifetime sight: a true total eclipse of the sun. The moon, following its…

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Lenten Wednesday Service I’ve always been fascinated by commonly repeated Christian platitudes. You know, things people say like, ‘God only gives you what you can handle’ or ‘she’s in a better place now’ or ‘God helps those who help themselves’. Now, make no mistake here, I understand why people say these kinds of things to…

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Epiphany 7 Matthew 5:38-48 There is a song that has been on my mind all week: “What the world needs now is love sweet love, it’s the only thing that there’s just too little of. What the world needs now is love sweet love. No, not just for some, but for everyone.” Maybe it’s…

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Times are dark in this world for many. I see posts of despair on Facebook and have conversations face to face hearing words from hearts longing for the hope they feel has abandoned them like a beloved companion who absconded in the night. Nostalgia that paraded as something meaningful has disappointed yet again. Violence tears…

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Pentecost 25C Luke 21:5-19 Whenever a big event nationally or locally occurs during the week, it often makes me rethink whatever I have written for my sermon. This has been one of those kinds of weeks. Fires in the forest, apocalyptic amounts of smoke that turn the sunset orange and the moon red, and you…

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Creation Series 3: Wilderness Matthew 3:13-4:2 When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s live may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and…